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“Sorry, Dean Powers. I refuse to be in the same house as your girlfriend—”
“Don’t test me on this.” I glance at her, noticing the way her full puffy lips are parted, then look back at the road. “I warned you not to play with me.”
“So you don’t want to eat pie? I thought you could eat it ‘any time, all the time’?” She almost sings it.
I do a U-turn, my hands clenched so tight I could snap the steering wheel in two.
Lowering her phone, she looks out the window. “Wait. Where are we going?”
“My place.” I stare straight ahead at the dark street, nothing but the lights from storefronts on one side, and the moon bouncing off the ocean on the other.
“What?” Her voice goes up a notch as though she’s shocked.
I raise an eyebrow at her. “I’m going to fuck you. So if you’ve changed your mind and want to go home, speak now.”
“Oh… well, I haven’t.” Her voice cracks, and all this pent-up energy, this white-knuckling, is over. I’m gonna fuck her, saturate myself in her.
Because if I’m going to break the rules, I’m fucking shattering them.
I pull into my garage. “Let’s go.” Stepping out, I walk around to open her door.
She sits, biting her bottom lip, then takes my hand.
“Brett?” I look down at her. That’s the first time she’s said my first name, andI like it.
But not tonight.
I smile, reaching under her chin. “I expect you to call me Dean Powers until I say otherwise.”
She swallows, her neck almost beckoning me to suck it. Maybe it’s the full moon or the way she likes to battle me, but I want her naked on my lap while I spank her ass. Then when it’s nice and fucking hot, I’m gonna ruin her cunt for all other men.
“You understand, right?”
“Yes,Dean Powers.”
Christ, she’s gonna be my downfall, but at this moment, I almost relish it. Opening my door, I watch her walk in.
“Strip,” I demand, shutting my door and walking past her to my liquor cabinet, where I pour myself a bourbon. She stands frozen, her big eyes traveling around.
“Alexandrea.” She jumps when I say it.
My eyes narrow. “I said strip.” Dropping down onto the couch, I rest one hand on the back as I bring the whiskey to my lips.
She nods and kicks off her Converse. “Aren’t you going to get undressed?”
Even with nothing but the full moon’s light, I can see her cheeks pinken, but her fucking scent makes my nostrils flare.
“Ah, my beautiful Alexandrea. As usual, you’re not understanding.”
Her chest rises and falls in a pant. She holds tight to one shoe.
“I said strip, or don’t. I can always jerk off in my bedroom and pass out watching the news.”
She drops the shoe with a loud thud.
“I listen fine. Have you ever thought it’s the way you instruct?” She pulls off her shirt in quick, angry movements, and I hide my grin behind my glass.
I shouldn’t play with her like this. More than likely, she’s only been with high school boys. But she seems to bring out the best and worst in me.
